Mated to the Alpha Twins

We met up with Garrett, Julian and Alec just an hour later. Between Alec’s heated glances and Kade’s comforting touches, it was hard to take the situation seriously. I invited Tori to join, no longer keeping her at an arm’s length.
Tori acted as a body guard of sorts. Alec and Kade had assigned her to me shortly after the rogue incident, which I found somewhat surprising. Oddly sexist of me, but I didn’t expect Tori to be such a skilled warrior. She had fought in the battle with the rogues, but I hadn’t taken the time to notice. My eyes had been only for Alec and Kade that horrible day.
Every time I thought about my life in this pack, I found myself astounded. I had gone from trusting no one to finally having a family of my own. I trusted Tori, Alec and Kade with my life. I only trusted Garrett and Julian due to their mutual agreement on keeping me alive. Both needed an heir to their pack’s, and unfortunately, that was me.

We met up in Alec and Kade’s house, using one of the many rooms I hadn’t yet ventured into. This one was large and open, and office of sorts. A large table sat in the center of the room, surrounded by swiveling office chairs. A few large maps were pinned to the walls, highlighting our territory and the surrounding packs.
I could now see what Garrett and Julian were talking about. Both of their land was pinned directly under Alec and Kade’s, making it impossible for them to expand their territory.

I hadn’t talked it over with Alec and Kade yet, but I was beginning to think of a solution for that problem. Once we took over Julian and Garrett’s packs, all of the territory would be lumped together. There would be more than enough room to disperse some of the citizens, and possibly expand our own territory North.
Julian and Garrett were the first to arrive, both looking a little worse for wear. While Garrett and Alec were looking for more information on my abilities, Julian was looking into the rogue a****k. My gut was telling me there had been something more that caused the a****k. It was the first I had seen, and hopefully the last, but the scale of the a****k—it had been larger than I thought possible. I shuddered at the thought, wondering what an all-out war between werewolves would look like.
Garrett stood against the edge of the circular table, his palms flat against the cold surface. His eyebrows were bunched together, and his lips were pressed in a thin line. Julian looked nearly the same, and even Alec had a frustrated expression on his face, which smoothed out a bit once I walked into the room.
As much as I wanted to stand and feign strength, my muscles were aching bitterly. I plopped down in one of the chairs, thankful Kade sat in the one beside me. Alec didn’t bother sitting, but leaned against the table to the right of me, looking like a male model with his shirt sleeves bunched at the elbows and his hair skillfully tousled. Even frustrated, he was incredibly alluring.
“Well, let’s get on with it then.” Garrett grumbled, caring little about formalities once the Twin’s parents made their way into the spare room. All eyes turned to Garrett’s. “I’ve found next to nothing, but I haven’t extinguished my resources yet. I have a few friends at the High Table who might be swayed to our side.”
“I’d say you found a little more than nothing.” Alec grunted, flashing Garrett a quick glare.
“It means nothing.” Garrett snapped, much unlike his usual well-kept self.
The heavy emotions in the room were beginning to give me a headache. Julian, Garrett, and Alec were all frustrated, but emotions weren’t that simple. They were often layered, sometimes mixed with one another. While Garrett was frustrated, he was also anxious and worried. Alec’s emotions mirrored Garrett’s down to the last drop. Whatever they had learned, it was something to worry over.
“Garrett, tell us what you know.” Kade grunted, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Garrett’s eyes snapped over to Kade, flickering with annoyance. It was still strange to see myself reflected in those eyes, to know that I had gotten that trait from Garrett. “Any information helps.”
“White wolves were much more prominent a couple hundred years ago. It seems hunting them to near extinction has caused a—decline in white wolves. Who would have thought?” Garrett scoffed dryly, “The abilities were paired into categories. Those who weren’t a threat, were usually allowed to live—so long as they didn’t rustle the waters, so to speak.

“There’s more information about the peaceful abilities. Speaking to animals, increased knowledge, controlling nature. All seemingly non-threatening abilities. The next tier had even less information. Levitation, telekinesis, weather control. Dangerous, but not the worst of the bunch. Those wolves were either controlled, or put to d***h.” Alec picked up where Garrett had left off, running a hand over the lower half of his face. “The highest tier only had a few names, most of which made no sense—except for one.
“We have no proof that Aurora is what they speak of.” Garrett grunted, wiping the emotion from his face as though he had forgotten my strange abilities.
What I felt coming from him was fear, only solidifying the fact that Garrett cared for me in some strange way. Love wasn’t perfect, nor was it always healthy and pure. Whatever Garrett felt for me, it wasn’t only because I was his daughter. That kind of love was selfish, but did that make it meaningless? I wasn’t entirely sure.
“You’re right, we don’t. Either way, we’re not keeping this from her.” Alec snapped, not bothering to hide his anger and general dislike towards Garrett. Alec turned his eyes to me, and I felt that flash of comfort settles over my weary bones. “There wasn’t much, but the passage talked about fire-starters and something they liked to call an emotional leech.”
“An emotional leech?” I scoffed, somehow managing to feel offended at the term.
Sure, my abilities had to do with emotions, but to call me a leech—I wasn’t sure I agreed with that.
‘Well, what you did during the battle was kind of what a leech does.’ Thalia chimed in, not at all caring about the crude term. ‘You sucked all those terrible emotions from everyone and gave it back to them. Hence the term, emotional leech.’
‘Fine, you’re right about that part, but that’s the only time I feed off of emotions.’ I grunted defensively, ‘I’m not feeding off their emotions right now, am I? If anything, they’re all beginning to give me a headache.’
The amount of frustration and pent-up dislike reminded me of the skittering feeling that came when an insect crawled over your skin. I continued shifting in my seat as the boiling emotions rolled across my skin, setting my teeth on edge. The only thing that took the bitter bite off of the emotions was Alec’s gentle touch. His lips were tipped down, and concern radiated from his very pores.
“While the name is a bit crude, it somewhat fits.” Alec frowned, standing from the edge of the table as he sat in one of the office chairs and pulled me into his lap.
The love that emanated from him felt like being wrapped in a thick blanket, one that chased away the other harsh emotions battering my mind.
“Crude?” Tori snorted under her breath, “More like ignorant. Of course, men would criticize something they know little about. Better to just k**l them all off then actually try and understand them.”
“Not all were needlessly k****d off, child. White wolves were brought into the world to help bring peace, but many were sucked into wars started by Alpha’s.” Garrett grunted, fixing Tori with a sour look. He glanced my way as he spoke these next words, bringing on a glare of my own. “Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely.”
“You’re saying Aurora’s power will corrupt her?” Tori scoffed, shaking her head at Garrett. “Forgive me, Alpha, but you’re full of s**t. Even a blind person could tell she’d make a great Luna. If anyone can handle that kind of power, she can. Besides, she has me—and the twins, of course.”
“Regardless, many of the Alpha’s at the High Table will want her d**d. Better safe than sorry, in their case.” Garrett snarled under his breath.
“Then it’s your job to convince your friends to join our side.” Kade chimed in, his voice a deep baritone that echoed across the room.
“Alpha Grayson might not be on the High Table any more, but I still consider him a good friend. Perhaps he could help sway some of the others.” The Twin’s Dad mused.
“Then it’s settled.” Alec nodded, turning his gaze to Julian, who had remained silent for this entire ordeal. “What did you find out regarding the rogue a****k?”
“Absolutely nothing.” Julian frowned, and the tension in the room seemed to ripple tenfold. Noticing the confused expression on my face, he turned his eyes my way and continued. “Typically, after a rogue a****k, there will be talk amongst the packs. Rogue’s rarely ever do anything quietly. I’ve spoken with every surrounding pack, and none have seen a single rogue.”
“They were all concentrated on our pack.” Kade muttered darkly, his eyes flickering over to where I sat on his brother’s lap. “This was orchestrated by someone. Have you heard word of any of the other Alpha’s planning something like this?”
“I’ve heard nothing, not a single whisper.” Julian sighed, “Many of my pack members have family within the rogue communities. They have suffered many losses.”
“They remain loyal to your pack?” Kade asked without caution, and Julian’s face soured at the question.
“Of course. Where the rogues live without rules, they also lack discipline and protection. I offer them that protection, give them a safe life—one where they can find their mates and have families. None would ever betray me, that I am certain of.” Julian responded icily. “Speaking of which, I would appreciate my pack member back—the one I sent to retrieve Aurora. I hear he’s been sitting away in your dungeons.”